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Driving in a Snowstorm

i miss the silence
of your empty
hand

you drive
your face breathing
a white
light into the dark

the snow
falling like ash
on the road

◄ To the Woman By the Window

Summer Poem ►

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 12th Mar 2016 10:57

A moment captured with compelling imagery.

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